I can't hide the fact that I miss you.

And yet, you're the one who is pushing me to do this. It's crazy to think that one of the main reasons, among the many, is that I'm jealous. I'm jealous that you now weigh less than me. Granted, I still look better, cause you went the surgery route and now have all that extra ugly skin, but still, you weigh less. And that hurts. 208?! What the hell is wrong with me. I can't even get myself back down there. But I'm going to do it. I have to. This is going to be a competition. One that you don't even know is happening. I'm going to get down and dirty and rival your every step. It's time to get busy.